#mrdapperness

[lvlcurrent]

Black asmo is a blessing. I am once again thanking u for ur service.

thanks and no problem~! the pleasure is all mine😋

[chibi-jinchou]

I'm curious. What program do you use to draw and what pencils do you recommend?

hello!! slr i didn’t see this hhhhh i hadn’t checked tumblr in a while bc my app getting all buggy and annoying to open esp when my phone’s all low battery ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡

but i use my ipad pro and 1st gen apple pencil (1st gen) as both art tools and study tools

the program i’ve been using so far for art is autodesk sketchbook. i’m liking it better compared to my experience with medibang paint (i still keep the app tho, bc a lot of my old digi art is there) ( ；∀；)

i’ve always wanted to try buying art apps like procreate but my dad won’t let me use my money for it (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)

[pcktknife]

I was looking around in your blog and I wanted to ask if you ship bakudeku? (I'm just curious dw)

quite the opposite i heavily dislike bkdk

[sevensins-stuff]

"You're such an embarrassment" Diavolo. Make it hurt plz.

The concept of a demon falling in love with a human was not unknown. Not strange at all. But such a romance was more common for lower level demons. The soon to be king of hell had not planned on falling for a human, let alone the exchange student that served as fuel for his goal. He was taken in by their strange yet charming nature and soon found himself brushing arms with them in his dreams. He had to have them. They would have to accept him.

The time they had spent together allowed for their bond to strengthen. They were happy together, whether it be their naked sweating bodies or just holding hands. Nearing the end of their year, Diavolo was absolutely sure that he had found the one. To him, there would be no other fit to rule by his side. As royal customs would have it, he was to throw a ball in honor of their love and propose to them there.

Strings, wind, and booming percussion played cheerily for the lively golden ballroom and in the center of busily twirling bodies were the prince and his soon to be partner. They shared smiles and laughter together as the room surrounding them faded to a blur. There was nothing but the two of them and the smiles that made their eyes sparkle. The song was just about to end and he moved them down into a low dip at the ending.

He had been so focused that it took him a moment to notice that the room around them had become earily quiet. He looked up from the human's shining eyes to see the bodies that parted like the red sea and at the entrance before him was a figure that he had hoped to never see again.

A towering figure much taller than his own stood motionless at the entrance. His demon form revealed and anger burning in his eyes. His smile was long forgotten by the time the human below him had realized. Their smile slowly started to fade as he brought them back to their feet. They turned to look at the figure that bore holes into their hearts and he took one powerful step forward. Then another. His powerful strides turned to that of a charge for the both of them. Unsure for who he was going after first, Diavolo made it his rightful mission to keep his human safe at all cost. He pushed them aside as the vengeful demon pounced and knocked the prince down, a strong claw on his throat.

"Hello...father," he managed to choke out.

His father made no time for formalities as his hand tightened around his son's throat. He breathed heavily as anger raged inside of him.

"How dare you? How dare you make a mockery of your own bloodline? Are you no better than some lowly demon?"

He roughed out his words with a hoarse voice. Under his hand his son breaths grew lighter and behind it all was the helpless human that should've done nothing but watched. But they couldn't stand idly by as their love looked as though he were dying. They ran to him. Their smaller hands grabbed onto his much larger claw in a poor attempt to loosen him, but all he did was snicker at them. How weak they were.

"You would even choose death than to fight against me. All for some common human that you think you love."

He released his grip on Diavolo's throat only to hold them by theirs. They weighed like a feather in his claw and he lifted them with ease. The more they struggled against him, the quicker air had escaped them. He looked between the human in his grasp that silently gasped for their last breaths of air and the weakened prince that could only look on with wide eyes as he protectively held his neck. His father bellowed a maniacal laughter.

"Look at how weak you have become, my son. You're such an embarrassment."

He rid the human of their last living breath and their body became limp in his claw. The prince's heart broke in two as his cries fell on deaf ears. The happiness, the love that he took the time to help grow and strengthen had been taken away in an instant and there was no way for him to get it back.

[obeysme]

Omg a new devilgram with mammon running away after being accused came out and I immediately thought of you. He deserves so much better tbh.

accused? like, of stealing something? cause if so the devs and the brothers really gotta stop with all the mammon bashing 😩 oppress levi for a change he’s a gamer

[sondepoch]

Happy new years :D

thank you!!!! i know i’m late in responding to this but i sincerely hope that you and everyone reading this has a wonderful 2021 <3 :D

[rebuildingthemovingcastle]

I recently just started reading the novel for howl's moving castle and when I read how Sophie described Micheal I was shook and happy. So then I checked w the movie and was like Miyazaki why couldn't you do it right? So thank you for creating this blog :)

Miyazaki has his own vision for things. It’s very rare for him to do “faithful” adaptation of anything, and while that’s not necessarily a bad thing overall, it is a bit of a bummer as a fan of the book. 

[sevensins-stuff]

I hate it, Satan plz

"Hey, Satan?"

"Hmm?"

The blond haired demon looked on at the other with a questionable gaze.

"Would you consider fanfiction to be literature?"

That was a very interesting question. He took a moment to think about his answer and when he felt he had the right words in order, he replied.

"In its broad definition, literature is just written work. Therefore, yes, I would consider fanfiction to be literature. But why do you ask?"

A small smile crept onto the other's lips as they approached him with their DDD in hand. Maybe there was something fun to do with him.

"There is a story back in the human realm that is infamous for being the worst fanfiction ever written. Of course, such titles can only be objective."

With one eyebrow raised, he beconed then closer to his chair and they happily abliged.

"Tell me a little more about this story."

Like a fish caught on a line, she had him hooked. She was sure to describe the piece of work with attractive words while being careful not to spoil it. What she wanted most from him was his reaction to the mess of this fanfiction. At last, he had submitted to his curiosity and requested that they send him the link to the work. Being as avid of a reader as he is, it would only take him a night to make it through the story.

The next morning he arrived later than usual to the table with dark circles under his eyes and a very sour look to his face. They snickered to themself before chirping cheerfully to him.

"Good morning, Satan! Did you enjoy the story?"

He scoffed, replying sarcastically to their cheerful nature.

"I hated it. Actually, to say it in the past tense would mean that I have forgotten about all the rage that piece of work bought to me. I still hate it."

They laughed, ignoring all of the strange looks from the other six brothers they were receiving. It was a very good joke that they played on him but this would be the first and the last time they would ever do this to him.

"Mc, I would appreciate it if you did not speak to me for about the next month. I will require some time to myself for the loss of sleep you've caused me."

[Random dialogue]